Days without You

And it was real weird to present a coke bottle, for an abstract..
But yes, I did. I get eccentric. Moreover, I was asked to..

So when did you last randomly ended up sleeping in your guy's room??
Or jumped down from the 1st floor.. Just like that, you know..

Do that more often.. Its easier then... Not because, its spice to your life..
I won't even tell you the reason..
Like I am eccentric even now, to be writing this all!!!!!!

New found.. everyday

And within it all, I still find time, to get gaga over you.
Like the hands you hold, and words you want me to write.
The lines we draw, and the water we sail through...
Smiling into each other's steps... 

The Cell

And write yet another post, and since this is just after having read the plot for a movie.
I realize, I am more to the society, than only being an architect. Of course, of the social responsibilities... As I  cut away myself from all the society!!
And then, to build the dreams of people, in a wall, the color they sit on, and the couch they fit themselves in.
As I myself belong to a genre of black.
Only that Idea of mine... It counts..

I did write all this before, only did it fall on me now.

The Cell, Tarse Singh

ends of little assumptions

I really had a dream, inside a bubble. Knowing little of its life..
And then it burst.

You, were a part of it too...

And now it is so...

Flowers..

Just as I walked again yesterday.. 
I realized it was yet another of my favorite walk. Adding 3 more earrings to my collection.
"Oh how I love them badly!!"
And that I have discovered a few more food joints.

Not the thing I wanted today.
Not that we were same today.

And I still hope for better times, coming back, with you...

Hope they just don't die away...